Four hundred and fifty times the Flying Sword Story
In addition to all kinds of white bones, what remained at the bottom of the pit were some fur fragments and remnants of magic weapons. Mo Chong soon found three dirty storage bags among the debris of the dirt. However, in addition to one of them, which can only be opened, the other two are also forbidden to store zĂ i. The little medicine king snake found a white mushroom among the debris and swallowed it in one gulp. This white mushroom is probably its original purpose.
"Okay, there's nothing left. Let's go. After looking around and making sure that nothing was missing, Mo Chong greeted the little medicine king snake. A man and a snake came out of the pit, and Mo Chong returned the white bones that had been removed from the pit and buried them in the soil. Although these fellow Daoists and demon beasts died aggrieved, they themselves can be regarded as avenging them, and I hope they will be buried in peace.
"Huh!?"
Suddenly. Mo Chong's eyebrows moved, and he turned his head to look into the distance. I saw that in the direction he was looking, a little golden light flew rapidly from the sky, and it was a small golden sword. The golden sword flew to the top of Mo Chong's head and immediately sank, falling in front of Mo Chong and floating without moving.
"Flying Sword Legend!?Who could it be!?" Mo Chong frowned, and reached out to grab the golden sword. I saw that on the spine of the golden sword, there were four small words with golden light flowing: 'The wind rises in the southeast.' â
"The wind rises in the southeast!?" Mo Chong read again, but his brows furrowed even tighter. Who gave the flying sword handbook? What does the phrase 'the wind rises in the southeast' mean?
"Whoosh!
Before Mo Chong could figure out the meaning of the words of the Flying Sword Transmission, several rays of light suddenly appeared in the sky at this time. Mo Chong felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head. I saw that the direction in which the light appeared was the southeast.
"The wind rises in the southeast...... That's what it means?"
Mo Chong smiled bitterly. But there was no intention of running away. Just put away the little medicine king snake. Then he took out a bottle of elixir that restored mana, pulled the stopper, and poured the whole bottle into his mouth. He had just had a big fight with the Ghost Banyan Tree Demon, and he was at a low point in terms of mana and spirit. At this time, if you flee regardless of it, it will only accelerate your collapse, or seize the time to recover. At the same time, Mo Chong also guessed in his heart. Who will these people be? Who will notify them in advance? Will the person who informed them be among the people who come? Will he secretly help?
"Whew. Whoop. â
A few soft sounds, and the light fell to the ground. There were five people coming. One is in the middle of the day, and four are in the early stage.
"Mo Chong, you're really here!" a gray-haired old man's face immediately turned cold after seeing Mo Chong's face clearly.
Mo Chong smiled: "Oh, are a few Taoist friends coming to me?" This sentence is of course nonsense. But Mo Chong is now in need of time to recover his mana, and if he can delay for a moment longer, he will be able to recover one more point of mana.
The gray-haired old man sneered, "After hearing the news that you appeared nearby, the old man immediately rushed over with a few fellow Daoists. Originally, I only had the idea of what if, but I didn't expect that you were really here. â
Mo Chong said: "Oh, a few Taoist friends have worked tirelessly to find it. In the next pair of a few faces, but the face is very raw. I don't know what a few Taoist friends call it, what is the so-called thing?"
A Scarface Monk snorted. He said, "Hmph, you don't pretend to be garlic! Do you think you can run today?"
Another diminutive monk said coldly, "Don't try to play tricks. If you make any rash moves, we'll do it right away. â
Mo Chong smiled: "I don't move." If you have anything to say, you might as well say it. â
A few people looked at each other. The gray-haired old man coughed dryly and said, "As long as you hand over Wei Fang and Feng Renyi's storage bags......"
"And Chu Weiniang's exercise secrets!" a woman in black on the side interjected.
The gray-haired old man nodded and said, "Yes, as long as you hand over what we just said, we will immediately let go of the road and let you go, and we will never be entangled again." â
'Wei Fang, Feng Renyi, Chu Weiniang?' Mo Chong frowned. He had never heard the names of these men, but he thought they were three of the eight men who besieged him in the Copper Furnace City that day and were killed on the spot. These people are not here to avenge others or their own Fire Phoenix Sword, but something else?
"Well, before that, I'd like to ask. Their storage bags are set up with different prohibitions, and they will explode as soon as they input mana, so what's the use of you taking their storage bags? You can't get the contents at all. â
Seeing that Mo Chong didn't seem to have the intention of refusing, the gray-haired old man's face eased, and said, "Oh? You mean that their storage bags are protected and prohibited? You don't have to worry about this...... Halfway through speaking, the gray-haired old man's face suddenly changed, and he said sharply: "You...... Do you put their storage bags ......"
Mo Chong knew that he had slipped his mouth, and hurriedly smiled: "No, no." It's all right. â
The gray-haired old man was skeptical, and said, "Hmph!
"Okay. Mo Chong sighed lightly and slowly stretched his hand into his arms.
The little monk didn't know what to think, and he snorted again, "Don't try to play tricks!
Mo Chong sighed, raised his two hands high, and said, "Come on, why don't any of you come and search by yourself?" But I have the conditions, those who come to search should put away their blades first. Oh, the other people's blades, I also put them away first. â
When the gray-haired old man heard this, he glanced at him. After a long while, he finally nodded. Ever since they landed, their eyes had been fixed on Mo Chong. If Mo Chong hid something dangerous, of course, he couldn't hide the eyes of a few people. Moreover, they had already noticed that Mo Chong's mana was not much left, and although his mana was recovering, the five of them naturally would not take it seriously. Even if Mo Chong's mana is perfect, they are five against one, and they will not fall behind. All they were worried about was Mo Chong's extremely sharp flying sword.
"I'll go!" the diminutive monk volunteered.
The rest of the people glanced at each other, and the gray-haired old man nodded: "Okay, there are friends of labor and money." It's just that you have to be careful of this kid's natal weapon. The natal magic weapon can be stored in the body and does not need to be taken out of the storage bag. â
The dwarf monk nodded and said, "Don't worry, if this kid dares to spew out the natal magic weapon, I will immediately greet him in the same way." At this point, the little monk suddenly turned to the people behind him and said, "You guys...... I don't think I'm going to do it out of the blue, right?"
The gray-haired old man smiled: "How come?" But in his heart, he was awakened. That's right, if this guy suddenly makes a move when he gets the storage bag from Mo Chong's hand, can't he get one less share when he divides things? (To be continued......)